This is our story.



You will walk towards me and look at me with fear in your eyes. I will be surprised in the expected kind of way, look back at you and shake my head because I'm tired. Tired of everything, but mostly tired of being without you.

I will desperately hold back my tears, and then I will tell you I've moved on. I will go away, and I will break down. You will put your arms around me, and I'll repeat it over and over again. I've moved on, I 've moved on, I've moved on.
It will be a lie, and this will be our goodbye. In fact, it won't, but at least I wish it was. This is our story, playing on repeat. It goes on and on.

It's been too many months and I have imagined this every day. Honey, I just thought you should know I'd do anything. Anything just to be with you.

[Source: Le love]
- Lite ändrad av mig för att passa in bättre.
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